Her strong voice came over the speakers." Damn she sounds good," Tommy said aloud, not realizing she could hear him.

Her head popped up and she looked at Tommy. She was sixteen, and he was 23, but she still loved him. Even after everything he had pulled on her.

"Uh, that sounded really good girl," Tommy said breaking the silence.

"Thanks," she said quietly as she scribbled on the sheet of paper in front of her.

Tommy made his way into the recording booth and sat down in front of her.

"Jude, listen to me. I can see how much I hurt you, but I didn't mean to."

"And that makes it all better? Tommy, it was bad enough that Shay left me for Eden. When you kissed me, it, it changed everything. I didn't care about Shay then, but you made me say it never happened."

"I know. I shouldn't have made you do that, which is why I'm going to leave for awhile."

"What? Why?"

"I just need to get away, to be able to think, that's all. Kwest will finish your album."

"This is crap Quincy! Ya know what? Leave, I don't care anymore. If you want to run, go ahead and run!" she screamed as she stormed out of G Major and sat on the front steps. How could he do this to her? She kept getting hurt again and again, and Tommy was always the stem of things.

She quickly wiped the tears from her eyes as she saw Shay's black Lexus pull up. "Great, just what I need," she muttered.

"Hey shorty," Shay said nonchalantly.

"Shut-up Shay!"

"Jeez shorty, got a little temper problem there?"

"Leave me alone Shay!"

"No way!"

"What did you just say?" Jude glared at him.

"No, what happened Shorty?"

"Shay, you broke up with me last night, I don't exactly feel like spilling my feelings to you today."

"Just because I broke up with you doesn't mean I don't care," Shay said as he sat down beside her. "So where'd you run to last night?"

"I'd rather not tell you," Jude said as she looked out into the street.

"Well, by how you're acting I'm gonna guess it has to do with Little Tommy Q."

Tommy watched Jude talking to Shay. He wanted to rip the guy to pieces, but he knew he had hurt her just as much, if not more than he had.

Jude realized she was about to talk to Shay...about Tommy! "Shay, you need to leave," she said as she stood up.

"What?"

"Just, go okay."

"I see, you got little Tommy Q wrapped around your finger already, so there's no need for me anymore!"

"No! Tommy is the farthest thing from my mind," Jude lied.

Tommy winced as he heard Jude's last statement. It had hit home, and it hurt. Jude was like his drug, he was addicted, and every time he got too close, something bad happened.

"Sure he is Jude. I saw you two go out into the alley."

"Yeah? So what? You don't own me Shay."

Tommy couldn't stand by and watch Shay rip her ego to shreds.

"Shay-Shay I think that's enough."

"Oh look, if it isn't little Tommy Q., " he said as he stood up. "This isn't over shorty," He walked back to his Lexus and sped off down the road.

"I didn't need your help," Jude retorted as she walked back into G Major.

"Jude there is press everywhere! Do you want more headlines in the tabloids? I'm just protecting you!"

"Tommy, the only person I need protection from is you!" With that she walked into Studio A and locked the door behind her."I know, but," Jude trailed off as she saw one of G Major's employees reading a tabloid. The front page had a picture of Jude slapping Shay with a heading on

"Hey, " she heard a voice say.

"Oh, sorry Kwest. I didn't think anyone was in here."

"Don't worry about it Jude. Lemme guess Quincy problems?"

"Y...you know?"

"Yeah, I heard you and Tommy fighting."

"Great," she said as she sunk into a large lounge chair by Kwest.

"Listen, Jude I don't know if you want my advice or not but I'm going to give it to you anyway. He loves you Jude." He saw the immediate doubting look on Jude's face. "Hey I'm serious here. There's been other girls, don't get me wrong, but he';s never acted like this before."

"Then why is he being like this?"

"Because he knows he can't have you Jude. You're 16, he's 23."

"Then, why did he kiss me?"

"I don't know Jude, I can't answer that. You have to talk to him," Kwest finished.

Judes cellphone started ringing just as Kwest finished, "Hello."

"Hey Jude."

"Hi Jamie."

"How are you doing?" he asked awkwardly.

"Alright I guess."

Kwest took that as his cue to leave. He debated wether or not to find Tommy, but finally decided against it.

"I'm guessing you seen the tabloids?" Jamie asked.

"A few. Shay stopped by too."

"What?"

"Yeah," Jude said as she set her feet on top of the recording council.

"Is he crazy?" Jamie asked.

"Yeah, probably.

"Kat and I are going out tonight. Want to come with?"

"Nah, I'm not big on the whole third wheel thing. Besides, I'm gonna sit in my room and pig out on pizza and ice cream."

Jamie laughed a little. "Okay, if you change your mind call us."

"Okay. I'll talk to you later Jamie."

"Bye."

Jude put her phone back into her pocket and walked into the lobby of G Major.

"Why don't you go home Jude?" Georgia asked.

"Because what am I going to do at home?"

"Going point. Look, Darius called a little bit ago.

"What did he want."

"Shay wants you to apologize to him...on national television."

"What? What did I do to him? Shouldn't he be apologizing to me?"

"Do want to do it?"

"No way!"

"What's going on?" Tommy asked.

Jude quickly turned around. "Nothing!"

"Whoa, Jude calm down, I know your not all hyped about Shay's great idea, but no reason to take it out on Tommy."

"I know, sorry," she said rigidly.

"Okay, that was the bad news. The good news is we think you should go on tour."

"What? That's great!" Jude said, her voice filled with excitement.

"Yeah, great," Tommy said as he filed out of the room.

Jude noticed Tommy had left, but she was so excited about the thought of a tour, she didn't really care.

Tommy got into his blue Viper and drove to his house. He put together a few of his belongings and shoved them in a duffel bag. He had to get away. He had to get away from everything, especially Jude. For a split second he thought about how much his leaving would hurt her, but then he thought of how good this tour would be for her. Maybe she'd meet a guy her own age.

He hauled the bag in his car and started to drive to his family's secluded beach house.